For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 795 | 2017-02-03 08:38:34 | 69.24 | 93% |
| 786 | 2017-02-03 08:28:01 | 71.44 | 94% |
| 768 | 2017-02-02 17:50:04 | 75.42 | 96% |
| 111 | 2017-01-02 16:07:23 | 54.67 | 95% |